"Okay! Zhong Lin, I didn't misunderstand you! Go ahead and do it, I and Ping'er will always be your strong backing. ”

The old lady suddenly stood up and patted Zhong Lin on the shoulder, and the heroism of the soldier was fully revealed.

"Thank you, I will definitely do my best to protect my family and everyone. ”

Zhong Lin was a little excited when he said this again. There was one more stalk in his heart, that is, two days ago, due to his negligence, his grandfather, little aunt and Luo Xiaoman were kidnapped by the Black Dragon Society. Although with the help of Chen Jianqiang, they were finally rescued, but the little aunt has not woken up yet, and now Luo Xiaoman is saying goodbye again. Obviously, he thought that he had not thought it all through before. But in fact he is not entirely to blame for such a thing, it is the enemy who is too cunning and insidious.

"Because I dreamed that you were leaving, I woke up from crying......"

The familiar ringtone rang again, Zhong Lin took out his mobile phone and looked at it, the name on the caller ID was "Uncle Luo". After waiting for two seconds, after his breathing was stable, Zhong Lin answered the phone:

"Hey, Uncle Luo!"

"Zhong Lin, I'll send you a few photos through WeChat later, you can take a look!"

Luo Ping on the other end of the phone did not mention Luo Xiaoman's matter, and his words couldn't be simpler, and he hung up the phone after finishing speaking, which made Zhong Lin breathe a sigh of relief.

However, Zhong Lin was also secretly strange, he didn't know what kind of photos Luo Ping would send to him, and when he was thinking about it, the WeChat prompt sounded.

Zhong Lin clicked on WeChat, and a few pictures appeared in the dialog box with Luo Ping, the first two photos are not very clear, it should be that the focal length is not adjusted well, it looks like there are only some clouds, and there seems to be nothing special. When he saw the third photo, he could vaguely see a black figure between the clouds. That's right, Zhong Lin saw a very thick, very large half of the snake body, and when he went to look carefully at the first and second photos, he also found a little shadow of the snake body, but it was too obvious compared to the third photo, so that Zhong Lin didn't see it at first.

"The black python that can fly in the clouds, is it a black dragon?!"

Thinking of this, Zhong Lin's heart "chuckled", and an ominous premonition immediately came to his heart.

In the next few photos, a very thick snake body or snake head can be seen more or less. In the end, Luo Ping wrote in the message: These photos were taken by a photography enthusiast accidentally, we have found experts to identify, these photos are all real, and there are no traces of being photoshopped. The black Jiao has woken up, and although it has not yet turned into a dragon, there is not much time left for us.

Luo Ping didn't say anything, and he didn't ask Zhong Lin for anything. However, the more this happened, the more Zhong Lin felt the urgency of the matter. "The black Jiao has woken up", "The black Jiao has woken up"...... These four words kept echoing in Zhong Lin's mind.

"Zhong Lin, has something happened?"

The old lady saw that Zhong Lin's face suddenly became very ugly, and hurriedly asked.

"Oh, old lady......"

"Huh!?"

Zhong Lin was about to continue, but the old lady suddenly interrupted him and looked at him with a frown.

"That, Grandma. Just now, it was Uncle Luo who called me and sent me a few photos. Now there's a really tricky thing to do. According to the photos, the black Jiao has woken up, which means that there is not much time left for us. ”

Zhong Lin said very seriously. However, the old lady was not in a hurry after listening to Zhong Lin's words, but smiled slightly, her eyes were full of love, and there was nothing more important in her heart than Zhong Lin's "grandma".

"It doesn't matter, I believe that the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, not to mention that evil does not prevail over good, even if Heijiao wakes up again, it is also a representative of evil, and it will eventually perish!"

The old lady smiled and cheered for her son-in-law-to-be.

And Zhong Lin's heart could not be clearer, what does it mean that "evil does not prevail over good"? If that were the case, there would be no bad people in the world, let alone the existence of evil forces. And in the face of evil forces, we must be fully prepared, otherwise it will never be enough to just talk about it.

"Grandma, I still have something to do, I need to do it right away, and I'll see you another day. ”

"Okay, you go get busy!"

As soon as the old lady's words fell, Zhong Lin had disappeared without a trace with the help of the Divine Talisman.

"This kid, when did he become so powerful, it has reached the point where he has come and gone without a trace, which is not much worse than Sun Monkey! No, I have to watch closely, otherwise one day it will really be snatched away by other girls, and it will be troublesome." ”

If Zhong Lin knew that the old lady was still thinking about these things at such a critical juncture, he would definitely spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

And Zhong Lin's destination for using the Divine Talisman was not elsewhere, it was Zixia Palace. In his opinion, perhaps no one in his acquaintance knew Hei Jiao and the Red Dragon better than the old immortals! Moreover, the last time he came to Zixia Palace, he had heard the old immortals say that the red dragon was "retreating" in Zixia Palace or somewhere nearby, and now that Hei Jiao had woken up, what about the red dragon?

If it is said that against the unicorn wolf or the three-winged snow leopard and other ancient desolate beasts, Zhong Lin and the members of the Huaxia Dragon Group under him, or the iron pillar, or the two brothers Dalong and Erlong, can deal with it calmly, but for the black Jiao, let alone strangulation, if the black Jiao really recovers and transforms into a dragon, it is estimated that it can come up with a hundred ways to kill them without much effort.

On the surface, there hasn't been much change in Zixia Palace, but in fact, all the Taoist priests have been practicing their skills hard in the recent period. There are already nearly ten people in the Zixia Palace, including Zhang Guanzhu, Feng Zhenren, and Zhang Zhenren, the younger brother of Guanzhu, who can skillfully master the thunder talisman, which is also a rare force for dealing with ancient desolate beasts.

"Senior Zhong, you're here!"

Zhang Zhenren, who is almost old, called Zhong Lin, who was only in his twenties, "Senior Zhong", how to listen to it, how to feel awkward. But Zhang Zhenren called it logically, and he looked like a matter of course. Because whether it is from Zhong Lin's master Zhang Zhong or from the old immortals, Zhong Lin's seniority is higher than him, not to mention one or two generations.

"Zhang Zhenren, don't call me senior in the future, just call me Zhong Lin or Zhong Xiaoyou. ”

Zhong Lin blushed and scratched his head embarrassedly.